Here's how the problem with backdoors works: Even though space is always easily replaced by something else in infinite matters, the core of the slicer itself still needs a space to operate in. It is the core of the Miracle Bell. In order for the bell to ring outside, the sound-producing structure itself must maintain the correct form.
That had unintended consequences. That is to say, although all external receivers were destroyed (it no longer receives any voice commands since then), a multifunctional signal transmitter fortunately survived. Before things became what they are now, it operated on a very simple electromagnetic wave principle and also received query commands in reverse.
Now it's very different and it seems that it is also recognized as part of the necessary construct during slicer startup. Its purely mechanical function is endowed with miraculous purpose. The electromagnetic wave also keeps transmitting, but it turns into a sound wave when passing through the shell of the infinite matter. Maybe it shouldn’t be defined as sound waves anymore. But there's one feature worth noting: It doesn't carry any substance of its own. No matter is moved from its original location. Wherever this secret message comes, its vibrations will form a chorus of all kinds, until it passes through the door of the computing center and spreads to all roads and roads within the sixteen by sixteen number range. houses.
When the owner of the receiving chip walks into the infinity shell that wraps the core, this procedure seems unnecessary. Everything that remains vibrating in change tells the recipient of the message where to go. In fact, "direction" can also be regarded as a pseudo-concept. They are just constantly watching and ignoring, jumping from this thing to that thing. In every choice, the information brought by tremor always guides them to choose the right thing, thus constantly pursuing the definition of the slicer. As the old saying goes - "There is no shortage of right answers in the world, the key is how to choose the right one."
This problem becomes very simple with the help of a signal transmitter. As long as you have this shortcut, the big treasure buried at the end of the rainbow is already within your reach. They were indeed walking on a rainbow bridge, just like the road of stars created by the ether shield, and the accompanying mountain people exuded a strange brilliance. Although he looked exactly like the engineer from the Land of Stone, it was almost impossible to mistake them. A wonderfully holistic aesthetic separates them. For the same object and structure, the same image and color, sometimes the viewer feels boring, and sometimes he is fascinated. Form, color and impression are no longer consistent under certain additional rules - more intuitively speaking, Ji Xun has long discovered that simply simulating the image of people in the mountains, or even blueprinting, cannot arouse the viewer's emotions. That fascination with the impression of fire. Apart from the body, another more secret mechanism intervenes in the overall aesthetic feeling.
Sometimes, during the conversation, Ji Xun observed Zhuer's gaze, wondering if she noticed this difference. Yet the Ageless Man never looked intently. He guessed that she rationalized everything, and like a spiritualist, she saw Jing Huang as a simple and stable tool. The information provided by her furry friends may have contributed to this bias—but was it really bias?
Among Ji Xun's multiple threads of thought connected to the calculator, there is always one that dwells on the puzzle of the East China Sea: before the people in the mountains become their established image, there are four stages leading to the final goal. , and the spiritual test that needs to be endured every time the state changes, which is called "tribulation", "obstacle" or "demon" from a religious perspective. That is interpreted as the tempering and transformation of the will, the beating in order to sublimate into a higher form of life - "cleansing the mind." Through doctrines, stories, and official hints, the mountain people convinced "ordinary people" that changes in one's mind would naturally bring strength. That is a theorem that remains unchanged throughout the ages, just like the movements of the sun, moon and stars.
The source of his knowledge of this theory is no different than anyone using a 03 prefix number. In fact, the vast majority of information on the base is shared, and once all education and assessment testing is completed, the second generation knows no more than they do. Regardless of whether they ultimately agreed with the paper, they all started to understand the "Mystery of Chixian" from the information submitted by 0101 to the base. 0101 won't lie to them. In fact, until the Dead Ranks discovered how to use traction shafts to cause chaos, no one could fake the information they exchanged with the base. That's completely unnecessary. This consensus was reached long before those generations who were always on the road were exiled: false information will only cause overall inefficiency. Lying as a group communication skill is not necessary under a rational model. It is enough for them to know how to identify false information from the outside.
This is a very interesting thing. When he thought about how he had acquired the ability to lie, accepted that it might have some justification for internal relationships, and actually used it, the answer was always clearer. The first person he could come into contact with who lied was the monk leader from the land of the East China Sea whom he respected.
"She" is lying. This should be conclusive. When she takes in every abandoned baby according to the tradition of the mountain people, or when the mortals voluntarily dedicate their children to her, the stories she tells about history and "natural virtue" can never be true. She lingers beside every sleeping baby, and her hanging red sleeves are a hypnotic illusion that blocks the real world. For those in her care, no greater lie could ever be told:
There has never been "natural virtue" here. The Mountain People have never followed those things that may really come from the beginning of the world. If that really exists, then the conclusion is exactly the opposite. They will only be sworn enemies and betrayers. Those tortures that are enough to kill or eliminate most monks - heavenly tribulations, demonic obstacles, thunder tribulations, any form of life and death test that requires them to obey morals and precepts - are undoubtedly to screen out those who can erase individual biological habits. The goal. Those who meet the requirements are retained, while those who might pose a risk are rejected. A further corollary is that leaders are those who are best at eliminating desires. Their power comes from proving their own risklessness, and in this way they become the most stable pillars in the entire system, allowing them to get closer to the core of the entire puzzle. With their training in biological erasure, they become safe and powerful shells rather than wish-granters who commit mental errors. Slicer accidents would never happen in a caveman-dominated realm, precisely because no redundant wishes would be made except for single-minded continuation. The people in the mountains are hidden and silent, pursuing the eternity that is fake but actually exists. Their single-mindedness overwhelms all desires to rule the world, even the most grand and mysterious.
She couldn't love anyone. in any form. to any individual. It must be established. For single-mindedness. Mutually exclusive events. axiom. consistency. "the truth".
Maybe that's a little too fast. Lost carelessly.
He still maintains a verbal conversation with Jules and silently restarts the thread.
the truth. The calculator stores progress starting here. Whether language and logic systems can touch the truth is a matter to be proven and re-proven. What language does is express - narrative - express information that an individual believes to be the truth - like describing the thing itself to a shadow.
There is indeed another narrative here.
That's true. She loved everyone who ever believed they were loved by her. It must be established. Out of single-mindedness. Those who pursue survival love life. This is one of the building blocks of desire. Contains relationships. axiom. consistency. "the truth".
He plays this coin flipping game. Fun is timeless. This is only part of the mystery of Chi County. Regardless of which side of the coin you fall on, though, dishonesty is almost a given. The magician smiled quietly because of the little secret of this magic lamp. The moment Jing Huang said "We are here", one of his threads replied almost playfully in his consciousness - us?
He didn't say anything, but Jing Huang pushed him away suddenly. A dirty and dark flower of light appeared beside the temples of the people in the mountains.
